On Monday I took the younger two boys to Ryan’s end of school program. It was a little over an hour. There was a speaker and then each student received a ribbon, each class performed and each teacher was recognized. Not exactly a treadmill of activity to occupy a 2 y/o.
To increase the degree of difficulty, I forgot Rhett’s binky. Which he informed the crowd on multiple occasions by muttering, “B, B, B, B, B, B!”. Every once in awhile he would raise his voice with a little, “B! Mommy!”. Then he would look at me with big pleading eyes and say so sweetly, “Please, B…?”. I was helpless. An amateur mistake for this overly seasoned mom.
I stuck my own finger in his mouth to have it promptly bitten. Nice. Thanks. Just trying to help you out little buddy. He finally started chewing on his own arm. Bless his flesh eating soul.
Afterward I gave Ryan a choice of three restaurants. There are three restaurants that I am willing to take three boys to unaccompanied. They are Chik-fil-A, McDonald’s and Cici’s Pizza. He chose Cici’s.
Following lunch the boys headed with hands clutching quarters to the arcade area. Rhett donated his quarters to random machines and ended up empty-handed. Reid did really well on the claw and ended up with a dozen plastic crap toys. Ryan ended up taking home most of his quarters because he is unwilling to let loose of the money. He looked into the claw machine and stated, “Mom, none of those toys are worth 50 cents.” He has a point.
Rhett grabbed the dracula teeth that Reid had won, put them in his mouth and wore them home in place of the missing binky. I would have paid more then 50 cents for that peace a few hours previously…
Isn’t that so indicitave of their personalities…with the quarters…?? That’s too cute ๐
Oh I’ve been there. My son calls it his bobo. Life without the bobo is just so so awful. I am convinced he’s gonna be using it well into high school and really i dont care if it will give me just a little peace…I know bad bad mommy
“Bless his flesh eating soul…” Too funny!
Rhett may have started a new trend–could be a very popular Halloween binky–congrats on your last day!
Helllloooooo summer!
What peter pipers pizza not in the list of options???We were all at Mcd’s should have called you.sorry.I can’t believe your summer has already started ENJOY!!!
Reid’s wisdom is staggering ๐
That picture is just priceless.
He looks so cute in those teeth. I can just imagine what you were going through without the binky.
Ah- the Binky that was forgotten, I wonder if they are as sad as our kids are when they are left behind.
(sound of binky crying). I empathize with you…I’ve been in those shoes recently. Snorkie leaves some consonants out of his words, so he looks up with longing eyes and asks for Been-ey? Just about breaks your heart. I always try to have a spare in my purse for emergencies…like Church!
My eldest also was a binky baby…she had dozens…they had names…We told her they would all retire when she was 3 1/2…whenever one would get yucky, she’d hand it to me and say,”Blue binkie is ‘tired”. Thanks for the memories. Glad the day ended fun…love the value of .50!
Blessings, EJT
My kids are on to the cheap plastic crap from China too…they expect more for their money now that they have the discerning taste of six and eight year olds respectively.
And oh how I remember the days of misplaced pacifiers and inconsolable little ones. More addictive than crack those little plastic plugs of sweet consolation.
Smart boy Reid discovering what 50c is worth.
LOL at the price of peace ! Oh dear – one of my boys loved his binky but went cold turkey and gave them up the day his favourite broke and we binned it one night .
He cried A LOT that night for it but the next day when we replaced it with a brand new spunky frog or bear /glow in the dark of the same brand – silicon flat style etc.
He chucked it on the floor disgusted and I was so relieved beyond measure .I thought he would never give it up.